There are very few times in my life where I just simply cannot think of something to say. I may not always comment on something, but you can bet I’ve got something to say.
I wanted to scream. I wanted to cry. I wanted to tell you how wrong everyone was, how if you’d just listen and give it a shot, if you’d stop being so damn stubborn, it would work. I wanted to tell you how much you mean to me, how much I wanted everything to work out. I wanted to tell you so much, but the words wouldn’t come out. I just got in my car and watched you leave out of my rear view mirror.
My brother said to me, “Why did you let him go?”
I replied, “What else could I do?”
You need to do this on your own.
Sometimes there are things that are bigger than you, and even though you swear you can do it all on your own, you might need some help down the road. Let me help you.
I’m not the only one throwing up walls, here. I’m really not. Because just when things were getting comfortable, maybe even a little permanent, we ran for the hills because the kitchen was on fire.
You’ve got your reasons, I’ve got mine.
But I know that when you care about someone, you don’t do the whole martyr bit. When you care about someone, you stick it through. You work on the problems. You find a medium.
And maybe I’m reading into everything. I do that a lot.
I can’t help feeling like I’ve put too much into all of this. Logically, it feels so stupid to have invested so much emotion and effort.
Now, try telling that to my heart. It still skips a beat when you smile.
